His Nail Scarred Hands
CH. His nail scarred hands shows me the way. His nail scarred hands holds my hand.
When I'm lost when I'm afraid. His nail scarred hands shows me the way.
VI. I heard Thomas didn't believe until he saw them for himself. Nobody else doubted
Jesus, 'cause His nail scarred hands was on the cross.
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